Scattered

when did I decide 
to live in tomorrow,
yesterday keeps slapping
yet
never getting further than 

hello...

this scar is subterranean
and still can't absorb
what I see right before me. 
not yet 
what I want to believe

how could it...

when I gave it all for you
stood in the path of certain damnation,
left my soul 
standing,
while fighting the signal to flee ...